The Cocker Buenos Aires

... ist, vorallem durch die vielen herumstraeunenden Hunde die ueberall hinscheissen.
Nach dem Mittagessen sind wir wieder ins Hostel und haben erfahren dass dort eingebrochen wurde und unteranderem Flos und Joels Rucksack gestohlen wurde (mit ALLEM was sie mithatten). Nicht so chillig... Die Polizei wollte sich an dem Tag nicht mehr damit beschaeftigen also sind wir am Tag danach zur Station gegangen und sie haben den Bericht ...

... that included a guy who could rub broken glass on his face without being cut. The real ''feat'' in my opinion, was the fact that he got people to actually put money in the hat he had sitting in front of him.

The sun was setting and the winter air coming off the Atlantic was making things considerably colder. We came back to the hotel to get some warmer clothes before heading to dinner. We chose ''Via Via'' on Calle Defensa where we ...

... of a good īcutting artistī was not necessarrily going to be relevant to me, with the extremely un-luxuriant, thin, straight stringy mess of stuff growing out of my head. All was fine as Ádrian and I made the usual small talk... things only deteriorated when he started holding up handfuls of hair and, in that half pitying, half accusing tone unique to hair stylists, began to comment on its lack of body, texure, style, life, and, of ...

... stay in her city and country. This occurred several times in BA and in my time spent in Argentina I found some of the friendliest and genuinely nicest people encountered on the entire planet. Most Argentines feel honored that I would visit their country and made sure that I was a happy guest in their nation. Our walking tour would end at Plaza San Martin. A beautiful plaza with a war statue in the middle of it and a ...

... vulnerable portion of their anatomy if not timed correctly! I took a couple of videos on my camera and will attempt to download them at some point...Im just struggling slightly as all the instructions come up in Spanish! After the show we attempted to head out dancing but after an hour or so weren`t having much luck finding plenty of places for a quiet (or not so quiet) drink but nowhere with a dancefloor. So headed back to the hostel and checked our emails!!! Sunday was ...

... hardwood floors and painted- the place was clean and tidy. Martin, who apparently has a natural talent for certain string instruments, played Brunoīs guitar for us and even sang. He mostly stuck to english rock music. We chilled there for about an hour before going back home. Can you believe I was out three nights in a row?! Perhaps I can get used to this lifestyle after all.... Here is some more information about Argentina as taken from our "Lonely Planet South ...

... nothing to the person who took them and the world to us......we ll just have to star the trip all over again!!! dejected we headed back ino the city and it is a beautiful city and bumped into Ronan a guy we d met in La Paz . That night we drowned our sorrows with travelling friends and planned the nex day....CREAMFIELDS! a massive 1 day music festival, one big pary and boy was it fun! we had detoured to BA ...

... the family in front of us what flight they were taking and we were a bit worried when they said the 4pm to Mendoza! Maybe the rest of the queue was on that flight too and here we were stuck right at the back with half an hour until the plane LEFT, let alone started boarding!

Katie went to the front of the queue, enlisted the help of a local fluent in English and checked that we would be ok to make the 12:10 flight ...